kelvin karani

GHETTO CHILD

To be a ghetto childIs a challenge few surmountFor many are they whoSuccumb to the temptations in the ghettosMaking themselves bedfellows withThe police, or even the other gangs

My childhood makes me no exceptionJust the other day I saw a childTears on her cheek screaming widelyFor the police did all children a favourOf knowing the sweetness of a teargas

A lesson like that is forgotten notFor the ogres who fart with canistersPrepare you for the times a headWhen you will meet them on the streetsFighting for your godamn rightsBargaining for a meaningful existence

In the ghettos I have seen it allFathers who sleep during the dayMothers who are away at nightMurders treated as petty crimesYes, I have seen it all

I have seen things flyingFlying toilets, flying canistersFling bullets, flying swordsFlying arrows, Flying stonesAnything can fly in the ghettos

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'In the ghettos I have seen it all
Fathers who sleep during the day
Mothers who are away at night
Murders treated as petty crimes
Yes, I have seen it all'